Luyện nghe bài hát Senses Working Overtime

Hey, hey, the are away
There's for the donkeys
And the can all sleep safely
All safely

My, my, sun is pie
fodder for the cannons
And the guilty ones can all safely
All safely

And all the world is
It's just for me to kick in
And I can see, hear, smell, touch,
And got one, two, three, four, five

working overtime
Trying to take all in
I've got one, two, three, four,

working overtime
Trying to taste the difference a lemon and a lime
Pain and and the church bells softly chime

Hey hey, night day
food for the thinkers
And the innocents can all live
All live

My, my, the sky cry
Jewels for the
And the guilty can all die slowly
All die

And all the is biscuit-shaped
It's just for me to feed my
And I can see, hear, smell, touch,
And got one, two, three, four, five

Senses overtime
Trying to this all in
got one, two, three, four, five

Senses overtime
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a and a lime
Pain and pleasure and the church bells chime

And birds might from black skies
And might give you black eyes
And buses might on black ice
But to me very, very beautiful
(England's glory!)

(A beauty!)

And all the world is
It's for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch,
And got one, two, three, four, five

working overtime
Trying to this all in
I've got one, two, three, four,

Senses overtime
Trying to tell the difference 'tween the and grime
Turds and treasure and there's one, two, three, four,

Senses working
Trying to this all in
I've got one, two, three, four,

Senses overtime
Trying to the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime
and pleasure and the church bells softly chime